Warhammer Throne

The comet under the sky draws a long trail and takes directly from Mathewbad and others. The comet with a diameter of more than ten meters is full of energy. Mogiana stretched out a hand to control the power of the comet: "Musilon The poisonous snake, today is your death date!"

However, the undead did not choose to sit still, and several vampire lords chanted death spells together.

"Wind of death!" A strong undead breath swept across the floor of the spire palace, the trees withered, the dead recovered, and the ghost wind swept the entire battlefield. Under the confrontation of the death wind, the falling speed of the potion Holy Grail comet slowed down.

Morjana's paradise magical spell confronts the wind of death reasonably summoned by the vampire lords. The sky blue magic wind and the black and red magic wind squeeze together, collide, tear, and twist until they die.

Without the Lich King Arkhan sitting in town, Musilon’s necromancers were not the opponents of the Lake God witch after all. The Holy Grail comet of the potion ripped the wind of death and landed on the ground. The earth trembled, and the burst of light, flames and magic overwhelmed the swamp. After the main force of the undead, the entire explosion of air overwhelmed Mathewbad and others.

In the mushroom cloud-like smoke, the Holy Grail Comet of Pharmacy has completed its mission.

Morjana was very disappointed because the comet she summoned did not hit Mathieubad. When the wind of death collided with the comet of the Holy Grail of Medicine, Mathieubad had already avoided the blow with someone. He personally Leading the black holy grail knights, blood knights and black knights rushed towards the city wall.

The color of the Holy Grail of Pharmacy instantly turned purple, and Morjana summoned a large poisonous mist to envelop the Matthew Bards, but the poisonous mist had limited damage to the vampires and the undead. There were more than 100 elites led by Mahu Bard. The troops gradually approached the city wall.

"Fire! Fire at the group! Fire! Don't begrudge the bullet!" Sir Bertrand, standing on the wall, shouted vigorously. He pointed to Mathewbad and others: "Fire at them!"

The dwarf musketeers and the human musketeers almost all turned their gun heads, and a piece of barrage overwhelmed the figures of Matthew Bard and others, and the sound of musket bullets colliding with the armor was heard in the smoke, densely sounding.

"Did you succeed?" Bertrand took a deep breath, his eyes fixed on the depths of the smoke.

The fact disappointed him. This round of volley only eliminated a few black knights. Facing the sturdy cursed plate armor of the blood knight and the black holy grail knight, even the dwarves' muskets could not penetrate their defenses.

Now they rushed up!

"Get up!" A blood knight directly grabbed the top of the ladder, and he commanded the skeleton warrior and the guards of the deserted grave to turn the ladder up! The high ladder rotated a full circle and then stood on the city wall. The blood knight wearing a blood dragon helmet and red spiked plate armor roared and landed on the city wall. He shot a human musketeer with a sword. Cut into two paragraphs: "For Abbot Wallace! For the blood dragon! For glory!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! The halberd soldier decapitated, and he fell with a sword to cut off the artillery frame on the wall: "Come on! Human offal! Let me see your strength!"

"Come on then!" Immediately, a ranger knight from the Principality of Kakasong rushed towards the blood knight. The knight sword in his hand was clashing with the blood knight's sharp sword. The blood knight just sneered and turned the blade. Throwing away the young ranger knight, and then a sword pierced his chest, flesh and blood flying all over him.

Watching the ranger knight fall down the city wall in screams, the blood knight only felt that he was immersed in the madness of fighting for the blood dragon ancestor: "Not enough, not enough!!! Let's change something stronger!"

With his actions, more blood knights and black holy grail knights rushed to the city wall relying on this tactic. Suddenly there were hacking sounds everywhere on the city wall. Where is the blood of ordinary human soldiers and archers. The rival of the knight and the knight of the black holy grail? The defenders suffered heavy casualties almost immediately, and the Dwarf Musketeers and Dwarf Rangers were slaughtered one after another. Through the blood knights personally opened the way, the undead army formed several black lines and slowly climbed up the city wall.

The artillery can no longer fire. Even the dwarf engineers and serf archers raised their weapons and fought with the undead. The ranger knights and kingdom knights rushed to help, only they could fight the blood knights.

The lonely blood knight was quickly besieged by five or six Breton knights. He tried his best to deal with these knights alone, until a holy grail knight finally appeared in the call, this blood knight and the holy grail The knights launched a championship duel, and finally drank their hatred under the knight sword that radiated the light of the lake god.

However, the ladder has been opened, and a steady stream of undead troops are on the wall.

"Shoo!" An arrow exuding the power of sparks drew an arc from the air and pierced directly into the eye sockets of a blood knight. The blood knight screamed and screamed while covering his face. Burning his eye sockets.

Taking out an arrow from the quiver behind him again, Bertrand tightened the bowstring. He stared at the ladder under the city wall, and the bowstring shook.

A star rocket swept across the battlefield, and in the middle of the gap between the shoulder armor and breastplate of the desert guard holding the ladder, the desert guard roared silently after the arrow was hit, stepped back a few steps, and fell to the ground. The high ladder also collapsed, knocking down at least hundreds of undead.

But Bertrand felt that the situation was not good. He raised his head. Now there are more than a dozen aerial ladders built in the city wall. Under the city wall is a tide of corpses composed of undead troops. They began to climb along the ladder.

The number of undead army is too much! Even with the help of artillery and a large number of muskets, the inferior human and dwarven coalition forces have suffered a lot of casualties, and morale in many places has begun to shake.

"Sir Bertrand! The castle will fall in this way!" a soldier shouted immediately.

"Can't retreat! Can't retreat!" Bertrand's bowstrings were linked together, and he burst out hysterical reprimands: "The count promoted me from a thief to this point! If I retreat, I will never forgive myself for the rest of my life!"

"Drink!" Right in the middle of a section of the corpse on the wall, Ryan wielded Thor's hammer to block the attack of the black holy grail knights. The undead power of these holy grail knights is extremely powerful. Ryan fought hard to push the blade of the black holy grail knight away. , Then he raised his hand: "Psionic Storm!"

"Frost Arrow!" In the distance, the sorcerer Teresa also released her magic, and a frost energy hit the black holy grail knight. He was covered by frost, and then the sky blue lightning storm enveloped the black holy grail knight.

"Skull Strike!" Ryan seized the opportunity. He raised his warhammer, his muscles swelled, and the thunder light flashed on the hammer head of the warhammer. He struck an arc and slammed it down: "over!!!"

"Bang!" The warhammer hit the helmet of the black holy grail knight, the dragon wing helmet was smashed, and black blood was left along the black holy grail knight's face. As he stepped back, Ryan pulled out the nemesis. The sword pierced the chest of the black holy grail knight: "For madam! Let me end your pain!"

The runes on the blade of the Nemesis lit up one by one, and the silver flame and light blue light purified the cursed soul. The ghost of the Holy Grail knight quietly said thank you to Ryan, and disappeared into the air. .

Ryan didn’t have time to respond, he immediately stepped away and dropped a heavy battle axe where he stood just now. Two grave guards were approaching, and not far away, dozens of human soldiers and several knights In front of his corpse, undead troops are constantly landing at the head of the city.

Ryan raised his head and looked at the sky. After a whole day of fierce fighting, it was now almost dusk, and the undead had no intention of stopping at all!

The prophets of the lake gods are collectively unleashing magical techniques to strengthen the combat effectiveness of the soldiers and heal the wounds of the soldiers, but they can't bring the dead back to life. After a whole day of fighting, the army led by Ryan has become very strong, whether it is a soldier or a knight. Tired.

This was also in Ryan's expectation. Humans could not compete with the undead for physical strength at all, not to mention the number is still at a disadvantage. After all, the number of Holy Grail knights is still very small, and the entire front is collapsing.

"Brother Llane! We will lose if this continues!" Bellegar was panting slowly from a distance, and the king of the Angland clan felt tired from beating from morning to night, and he wielded the Angland's hammer. Smashed it on the stomach of a desolate grave guard and knocked it to the ground. After a hammer headshot, Bellega shouted: "Do you have any reinforcements?"

"...Hold on! King Belega!" Ryan and Belega stopped in front of the tower. He had already pulled out the Nemesis: "We must guard the Spire Palace!"

"I know that, I ask if you have any other players!" Bellegar yelled.

"There will be! Believe me!" Ryan directly chopped off the head of a grave evil spirit.

"I always think you are lying to me!" Bellegar yelled.

Not far away, the chain of lightning released by Mogiana was taking away a wave of undead corpses. Hundreds of undead were electrocuted into charcoal. The sorcerer Teresa released the seven-ring magic "Mind Roar", golden magic. The light swept across all areas within hundreds of meters, and all the undead that were swept by the golden halo lost control and fell softly to the ground.

But even if the defenders fought bravely, the defenders of the Spire Palace were still losing power. With heavy casualties, the 5,000 guards had been reduced to more than 3,000, and many places had been defeated.

The battle continued. At this time, even the knights with legendary powers were extremely tired, and the serf soldiers were even more unbearable. If it hadn't been for the logistics that Ryan had prepared enough to eat, the serfs might have long been unable to hold on.

On the city wall, Mathieubad pierced the snake sword in his hand into the chest of a lake **** prophet. The red blood stained her blue dress. Musilon's snake sneered a few times, and he stretched it out. He took off the head of the prophet of the lake god: "You are watching, right?"

All around him were the corpses of knights, and even a holy grail knight was drinking hatred under Mahhubard's hands.

"Then look at it, your knight, your kingdom, and your champion of God will all die under my hands. This is destiny. You will bring us a lie, and I will expose your hypocrisy!" Mathieubad's eyes were blood red, and he stared at the entire battlefield.

Human beings can't hold on anymore! Mathieubad sneered, he began to chant the spell, summoning the last frightening beast of Mu Xilong and a group of bloodthirsty ghosts, ready to give humanity a fatal blow.

But the first person who arrived in front of him was a very tall and tall black knight. He was wearing a cross helmet with a golden boar statue on his head, wearing the heirloom plate armor of the Duke of Artois, and riding an undead war horse: "Waiting Your orders, master."

"Ah, it's you, Zilfroy!" Mathieubad smiled: "It just so happens that I have a task you are best at for you to do."

"Please give orders!" The blue soul fire in the black knight's eyes was burning.

When the time came to one o'clock in the morning, the extremely exhausted human army heard a loud noise, and the gate of the spire palace collapsed. A black knight with a huge stature relied on his own strength to force open the gate, and five serf pikemen were killed. He was killed on the spot, and then he raised his lance, passing a kingdom knight from Winford through his skull.

The black flood flooded into the castle, and the human dwarf coalition launched a fierce street battle. Mathieubad crushed all the blood knights and behemoths, the last three bloodthirsty manta wolves and one of Musilon's last remaining Frightening beasts and a team of bloodthirsty ghosts join the battlefield.

Seeing this, Ryan, who was still fighting **** the wall, finally issued an order.

"Retreat! My soldiers! Retreat to the inner castle!"

"The castle has fallen! We need to organize a second line of defense!"

"retreat!!!"